386 The Linghai Training Camp (1/2)

”Linghai Card Artisan Training Camp.” Those five large gold-leaf words were rather eye-catching in the sunlight. Small clusters of students were coming and going, all of them putting on fierce looks.

Chen Mu and his group stopped up the gate, which got everyone's attention. Many of the students passing through gave them dirty looks, sneering when they turned their gazes to the group's leader, Chen Mu.

When Ji Ming arrived at the gate of the training camp in a rush, he saw what was happening. He couldn't refrain from laughing. As the director of external relations for the training camp, he had seen a lot. The Linghai Training Camp was Zargan's best-known training camp. They would encounter several groups of challengers every year, which was how they had become so well-known.

At Ji Ming's first glance, he knew the gang had come for a challenge. But it was the first time he'd seen such an ugly challenger. He couldn't hide his look of amusement.

Chen Mu and his gang paid no attention to that familiar response. The issue he was considering just then was how to begin. He had no experience issuing a challenge, and he had never seen anyone else do it. He didn't know anything about the steps of the process.

His gaze then fell onto that gilt signboard, and he had an idea. While Ji Ming and the students were laughing, a golden energy chain was curling up to write ”Linghai Card Artisan Training Camp” on the sign, and Chen Mu lightly shouted, ”Bam!”

Ji Ming's expression shifted, but it was too late to do anything about it. There was a loud bang, and the huge sign was blown to bits.

With their smiles frozen on their faces, the students were stuck as dumb as wooden chickens. There was then a very brief period of calm at the gate.

Ji Ming's expression was also frozen, but he suddenly calmed down to squint with a gaze as sharp as a knife toward that strangely ugly man. He had received countless challengers, but none had ever been so bold and arrogant. Who would destroy someone's sign before crowds in the open space except for some mortal enemy? But, seeing how his adversary looked, Ji Ming couldn't remember when the training camp had had such an enemy!

There had never been any challenger who would so brazenly give the Linghai Training Camp what amounted to a slap in the face. That left no room for turning around their relations; one of them would have to die!

Ji Ming was turning those thoughts over rapidly, getting more and more puzzled, but he had to make a quick decision. With the sign destroyed, he would certainly be punished as the director. If he were to allow that adversary do something else that crossed the line, however, he would be finished as director.

”You dare to make a disturbance at our Linghai Training Camp, sir, so you must have an awful lot of confidence in your power. I am ashamed to say I am the director of external affairs for the camp and will be obliged to teach you an important lesson.” Ji Ming spoke darkly with a chilly expression.

”F***ing kill him, Director Ji!”

”I'm coming, Director Ji! I'm going to smash that unknown f***ing animal!”

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Things became rather explosive right away at the gate of the Linghai Training Camp. The students were like an angry mob, surrounding Chen Mu and his group. They were burly and in groups of three or five. Once they surrounded them, they were immediately blocking the gate of the camp.

Duan Fu was staring with his eyes wide open, utterly dumbfounded. Where had that Mr. Ugly on the scene come from? By the time he could react, he was already shivering, looking in fear at that group of students about to explode all around them. He couldn't help but move a little closer to Mr. Ugly, as though that could provide a little sense of security.

Not only his, but all of the other guards' expressions had shifted. Quite a few of them cursed to themselves about how that ugly devil must be sick to run over to someone else's place and go crazy like that. It would be fine if he wanted to go crazy by himself, but to drag them into it, poor souls, they could only follow the bad luck.

On the other hand, Ah Sang seemed perfectly calm, though her face was covered by a black veil; there was no way to see her expression clearly. There was only a vague flash from behind it, which seemed to show that the beautiful young woman wasn't feeling quite as calm as she presented.

Hearing his adversary's invitation to fight, Chen Mu breathed a sigh of relief to himself. It looked like the way he had issued the challenge wasn't too far off. He had been afraid his counterpart wouldn't fight, which would have meant his plans had come to naught. But he still felt guilty; no matter where, destroying someone's sign would be big no-no.

Since he'd already decided he would make a move, Chen Mu didn't want to muddy the water any further. He swung out the energy chain from his hand.

Continual expressions of ”Ai-ya!” were then heard from the surrounding students, who were caught off guard and huddling together. Being surrounded by them wasn't conducive to his play.

Ji Ming's expression turned uglier. That sort of move right in his face was certainly quite rude! Without wasting any words, Ji Ming made a move with his body and pulled up rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he had flown about 200 meters from the ground.

Zing, zing, zing!

There was a thrumming burst of sound as eight energy saw-wheels of about eight centimeters in diameter were floating around his body. Those white energy saw-wheels were thin and full of fine, sharp teeth around their edges. Each energy saw-wheel maintained a high rate of spinning, which made the zinging sound.

”Hunh!” Ji Ming grunted and pointed two fingers toward Chen Mu with a light flick.

Xiu, xiu, xiu!